Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

A faint black mist always surrounded his body, obscuring part of his figure. Most noticeably, his right eye was empty, leaving only a dark eye socket, while his left eyeball was unusually bright, with the pupil reflecting the strange phenomenon of stars disappearing and fading, as if it contained a universe.

Upon hearing this, the three supreme beings from the other realm—Serpent Yaksha, Bone Pattern Supreme, and Blood Prison Supreme—exchanged glances, their eyes filled with killing intent and determination. They bowed slightly to Demon Eye Supreme, then turned around in unison and attacked Meng Tianzheng once more, their attacks even more ferocious than before. Clearly, they wanted to take down Meng Tianzheng before Demon Eye Supreme could deal with Wu Fang.

"Kill!" Meng Tianzheng's eyes narrowed, showing no fear. He roared, unleashing his full spiritual power. The Immortal King's Shroud unfolded once more, transforming into a streak of light as it charged forward. He knew he had to hold off these three Supreme Beings to buy time for Wu Fang; otherwise, if Wu Fang were entangled by the Demon Eye Supreme Being, their situation would deteriorate further. The shroud shimmered with stars, colliding with the attacks of the three Supreme Beings, unleashing a deafening roar.

"I, the Emperor, will repay the debt of my destroyed eye a hundredfold!" The Demon Eye Supreme took a step forward, and with each step, a black ripple spread through the void beneath his feet. Behind him, strange phenomena shifted, and endless black mist surged forth like a raging river. Within the mist, countless wronged souls could be vaguely seen howling and struggling, giving one a sinister feeling of falling into the deepest hell. His voice was icy cold, filled with bone-chilling hatred, clearly still harboring resentment over the destruction of his right eye by Wu Fang.

Suddenly, a black longsword appeared in his hand. This sword was entirely black, devoid of any luster, seemingly capable of absorbing all light. Faint streaks of blood clung to its blade, emanating a strong stench of blood and the power of a curse. The longsword trembled slightly, emitting a low, resonant hum that echoed throughout the boundless desert. For a moment, the divine power within the bodies of all the cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths on the battlefield inexplicably froze, as if bound by an invisible force, their movements slowing considerably.

"If I were you, I would lie low for millions of years instead of coming here to die like you." Wu Fang looked at the Demon Eye Supreme with a playful expression, a faint smile playing on his lips. There was no fear in his eyes, only a hint of mockery. He could sense that the Demon Eye Supreme's power was much stronger than when they last met, clearly indicating that he had been diligently cultivating and recovering during this time. However, in his eyes, this progress was still insignificant.

As the playful voice faded, a soft halo suddenly appeared in the void beneath Wu Fang's feet, and a massive Tai Chi symbol slowly materialized. The symbol was distinctly black and white, with the yin and yang fish circling and rotating, radiating an ancient yet powerful aura. As the Tai Chi symbol rotated, the primordial energy of all things and the primordial chaos energy surged and evolved wildly before him, forming two distinct yet interdependent energy flows.

The former, the primordial energy of all things, transformed into specks of azure light, rapidly condensing and transforming into a longbow. The longbow was a pale blue-green color, with countless tiny runes engraved on its body. As the runes flickered, the phantoms of millions of people worshipping could be vaguely seen. Those phantoms had devout faces, bowing towards the longbow, radiating a powerful force of faith. This was formed from the belief of countless cultivators in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths in protecting their homeland, filled with holiness and majesty.

The latter, the primordial energy transformed into wisps of chaotic energy, intertwining and swirling, transforming into a black arrow. The arrow was entirely black, its surface covered with spiral threads. As the threads rotated, strange phenomena arose, with faint phantom images of fruits spinning and vibrating at high speed within it, emitting waves of destruction—the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit infused into it.

The Gluttonous King, the Old Celestial, and other powerful figures cast shocked glances at Wu Fang. This scene was all too familiar! They instantly recalled that when Wu Fang slew Jin Taijun at the Imperial Pass, he had also conjured a similar bow and arrow. Back then, the power of that single arrow pierced Jin Taijun's defenses, instantly killing him. They never expected that Wu Fang would unleash such divine power again in such a short time, and judging from the aura of this bow and arrow, it was even more terrifying than before!
"Arrogant fool! You were defeated back then because that was merely an avatar of my eye!" Enraged by Wu Fang's attitude, the Demon Eye Supreme roared, his eyes blazing with killing intent. He slammed his chest, black mist surging within him, his entire body becoming ethereal and transparent, ultimately merging completely into the black longsword.

Man and sword unite!

In an instant, the longsword burst forth with dazzling black light, transforming into an extreme black ray of light. The light moved at an incredible speed, almost exceeding the limits of what the naked eye could see. Wherever it passed, space was torn apart, leaving a long black trail. The trail was filled with an aura of curse and destruction, trembling throughout the entire Tianyuan, and it charged toward Wu Fang with a determination to kill.

Keng!
Wu Fang smiled knowingly, showing no sign of panic. He firmly gripped the blue-green longbow with his left hand, while two fingers of his right hand rested on the black arrow. His movements seemed casual, yet they contained profound truths of the universe. Every subtle action was perfectly executed, as if he had practiced it countless times.

With utter casualness, he drew back the longbow, its bow curving like a full moon. Blue-green faith energy and black primordial energy intertwined and collided on the bowstring, radiating terrifying energy fluctuations. With a flick of his finger, the black arrow transformed into a streak of light, whistling through the air as it shot towards the wisp of black light.

clang!
Time seemed to stand still at that moment. In an instant, the black light representing the unity of man and sword of the Demon Eye Supreme collided violently with the black arrow shot by Wu Fang. There was no earth-shattering roar, only a crisp metallic clang as the arrow struck the center of the black light precisely.

"what--!"

A piercing scream suddenly rang out, and the wisp of black light trembled violently. The black light quickly dimmed, and from within it came the painful roar of the Demon Eye Supreme. He could feel a terrifying, trembling force surging into his primordial spirit along the longsword, as if it would shatter his primordial spirit. At the same time, a sacred power of faith was purifying his curse power, causing him unbearable pain.

However, before he could break free from the arrow's restraints and escape the sword, the black arrow that had pierced the ghostly light seemed to come alive. It turned back in the void ahead, carrying an even more terrifying force, and shot towards that ghostly light once more!
Click!

The arrow flew back, the sword shattered!
Under the secondary impact of the arrow, the black longsword emitted a crisp sound as it shattered under the strain, instantly breaking into countless tiny fragments that scattered into the abyss and were swallowed by the black and white mist.

Also shattered was the figure of the Demon Eye Supreme, who hadn't yet managed to break free from the longsword! His primordial spirit completely disintegrated under the shockwave of the arrow, leaving not even a trace of his soul behind; only endless black mist churned and dissipated in the void.

"You deserve to die! My king will avenge me!"

A deep sense of resentment echoed through the abyss, reverberating throughout the boundless desert, carrying endless hatred and despair. Even in death, the Demon Eye Supreme never imagined that this seemingly ordinary green-robed cultivator had become so powerful. His all-out effort to achieve perfect harmony between man and sword had been futile, only to be killed by a single arrow, without even a chance to retaliate!

"Dead! The Demon Eye Supreme is dead!"

"This...this is impossible! He's the number one person below the Immortal level, how could he have lost!"

"Could that guy really be an immortal from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?! Even the Demon Eye Supreme couldn't withstand a single arrow from him!"

The Demon Eye Supreme's resentful voice echoed in their ears, and the faces of the alien cultivators on the battlefield changed drastically, as if doused with a bucket of ice water, instantly plunging them from fervor into an abyss of fear. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with terror and panic, many nearly dropping their weapons. The Demon Eye Supreme was their pillar of strength, their hope for breaching the Imperial Pass, but now, that pillar had been broken so easily. How could they not be terrified? A minor alien commander's legs gave way, and he collapsed onto the sand, muttering deathly, "It's over, we're all over..."

"Everyone, listen up! Retreat immediately!"

The Demon Eye Supreme was killed, and the three alien supreme beings who were besieging Meng Tianzheng not far away—Serpent Yaksha, Bone Pattern Supreme, and Blood Prison Supreme—were initially stunned, their faces filled with disbelief. When they recovered, a deep fear instantly gripped their hearts. They glanced at Wu Fang with extreme apprehension, no longer daring to linger in battle. They immediately issued a retreat order to the millions of alien cultivators, their voices trembling slightly. Even the Demon Eye Supreme had been instantly killed; staying here would only lead to their deaths. The only way to save their lives was to escape the borderlands as quickly as possible.

"You can't leave."

A calm voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, emanated from Wu Fang, like a pronouncement from the depths of hell. He glanced indifferently at the three supreme beings from the alien realm who were turning to flee, his eyes showing no emotion. As his voice fell, the primordial energy around him surged once more, rapidly transforming into three black arrows. The arrows, with their spiraling threads, exuded an aura of confinement and destruction. Simultaneously, the three arrows were nocked onto a blue-green longbow. With a light flick of his wrist, Wu Fang drew the bowstring taut and released the arrows instantly.

These three arrows seemed to defy common sense, their flight trajectories incredibly bizarre. They appeared to possess the ability to imprison the void, thickening the space wherever they passed and noticeably slowing the three Supreme Beings. Moreover, the arrows could automatically lock onto their targets, remaining firmly locked on no matter how the three Supreme Beings changed direction. With a muffled thud, under the gaze of countless astonished eyes, the three arrows precisely pierced the bodies of the Serpent Yaksha, the Bone Pattern Supreme Being, and the Blood Prison Supreme Being, respectively.

A series of synchronized, thunderous explosions rang out as the arrows erupted within the three supreme beings. The shockwaves and primordial energy instantly destroyed their physical bodies and primordial spirits. Finally, the bodies of the three alien supreme beings shattered like broken porcelain, transforming into a shower of light that dissipated into the abyss, leaving not a trace behind.

"Dead! All the supreme beings from the alien realm are dead!"

"Kill them! Don't let these foreign traitors go back!"

"Kill them all, avenge our fallen brothers!"

"Grandmaster Hongjun is mighty! Grandmaster Hongjun is invincible!"

……

Upon seeing this, the warriors of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths erupted in deafening cheers, their morale reaching its peak. Their faces beamed with excited smiles, their eyes blazing with the flames of revenge, and they charged towards the panicked foreign cultivators like tigers descending from the mountains. The previously suppressed anger and hatred exploded completely at this moment. They brandished their weapons, slaying the fleeing enemies, the blood on the sand growing ever thicker, yet also symbolizing the hope of victory.

"Ow!"

Just then, on the other side of the abyss, deep within the alien realm, a deafening howl suddenly resounded. This howl did not come from a supreme being, but contained an even more terrifying and supreme aura, like a colossal beast that had been sleeping for countless ages awakening, shaking the entire border desert and causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

"An Immortal from Another Realm!" Upon hearing this, Meng Tianzheng and the four early-stage Supreme Beings, who were chasing after the remnants of the alien army, instantly changed their expressions. Their initial excitement was replaced by solemnity, becoming extremely gloomy. They could clearly feel the supreme pressure contained within that aura—the power of the Immortal Realm, a terrifying existence equivalent to a True Immortal! Although the Heavenly Abyss could prevent Immortals from crossing realms, the appearance of this pressure meant that the Immortals from the alien realm had noticed the situation here and might even be attempting to break through the Heavenly Abyss's restrictions.

Wu Fang frowned slightly. He raised his eyes and gazed intently at the other side of Tianyuan. At the edge of the alien realm's sky, the void twisted, and a tiny silver dot seemed to be slowly lighting up. That dot of light, though seemingly insignificant, emanated a terrifying aura that even Wu Fang couldn't help but take seriously. He could clearly feel the intense killing intent contained within that silver dot, and that killing intent was specifically aimed at him. Clearly, his successive killings of several supreme beings from the alien realm, especially the semi-immortal Demon Eye Supreme, had thoroughly enraged the immortal beings of that realm.

Boom!

An aura of immortality spread like a tsunami, with supreme fluctuations surging forth, its oppressive power sweeping across the heavens and enveloping the entire boundless desert. This oppressive power was a hundred, even a thousand times stronger than the aura of the Demon Eye Supreme before. Wherever it passed, sand and stones flew, the sky changed color, and even the black and white mist of the Heavenly Abyss churned violently, as if it would be torn apart by this oppressive power at any moment. Countless cultivators of lower cultivation levels from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths knelt directly on the ground under this oppressive power, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, unable even to lift their heads, their faces filled with despair.

An unparalleled, immortal pressure surged forth from the alien realm like a raging river. Ignoring spatial distance, it carried the will to destroy everything, intending to blast Wu Fang, this "ant" who had slain multiple alien realm supreme beings, into obliteration. However, just as this pressure was about to cross the Heavenly Abyss and descend upon the border battlefield, the previously calmly rotating Heavenly Abyss suddenly erupted with dazzling light!

The black and white mist surged wildly, and the vortex of the Heavenly Abyss suddenly accelerated, forming an enormous, gaping maw. The depths of this maw were pitch black, emanating a terrifying suction force capable of devouring everything. The surging, immortal pressure, upon contact with the Heavenly Abyss's maw, vanished like a mud ox entering the sea, instantly swallowed up and disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a ripple. The Heavenly Abyss returned to its calm, as if nothing had happened. (End of Chapter)